For the meantime, I need to get to the police station and report Sean. I owe him that much.
Grabbing my purse, I steal a glance at myself in the mirror before leaving.
I don’t want to drag my mom into this, but reporting non-consensual distribution of images without either a court case or family involvement is going to be tricky. That’s my cross to bear but Sean and all his i***t friends need to be held accountable, especially after that stupid letter he had the nerve to write.
“Dear Allie, To err is human and to forgive is divine.”
Do I look like Divine?
I yank my car door open, seething all over again. A million typos, zero remorse, and that little gem of arrogance tucked in there—he really thinks he can get away with this.
I can’t believe I stayed with that guy for two whole yea
